1. The Secrets of Brinkley Ridge


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    “Oh f.f.f.uck….” “Feels good, doesn’t it?” “Yes, yes, I’m gonna cum. Fill me, fill me with it.” A bead of sweat dropped on her skin, a momentary distraction from his full length penetrating her. Blunt heels pressed hard into the backs of his thighs were her signal. Their cries mixed with the sounds of wood creaking on wood as it drove hard into her. “Fucking fill me, I want it.” Moving as one, he looked down upon her stricken body. He gazed into eyes that were a mix of expectation and vulnerability. Snorting air through her delicate up-turned nose, he watched her as she yielded to what she craved. With the sinewy strength of her limbs, she pulled him close and held him tightly. His desperate shoves matched her powerful shuddering as it gave it to her. Climaxing in unison, shrieks and groans echoed ethereally against the whitewashed walls. She could feel his essence radiate into the relaxing warmth of sexual gratification. Cool air hit her naked sweat sheened body as he rolled off her and slumped into the bed. “Jesus fucking-H Christ Cally, you’re a fuck and a half.” Turning to face him, she could see his contented face break into a happy smile. “Think you can hold out long enough until we do this again?” With that, she ended his contentment and savoured the reaction. He fought hard in vain not to show it and she smiled more widely. He felt used and now she had what she wanted, he felt her aloof indifference. A rasp of air pricked his train of thought; she felt his essence ...
    begin to leak from her. “Mmmm, I’m going to be leaking your spunk all the way to France. What time is it?” Trying to sound distant, his voice announced, “11.10.” It was a good try she thought to stick to their bargain and so upped the ante. “Wow, I’d better get my shit together; Becky’s Dad is taking us to the airport at 12. Don’t want to miss my flight.” “I guess.” Prompted by the look on his face; Cally placed a tender kiss against his pout. She was going to Southern France with Becky Ablett for a month, also known as ‘Two Pints Becky’. He could only imagine how she earned that nickname. Every time he asked, his mates laughed like drains. “You’re going to miss me aren’t you Scott?” “Of course.” She held his semi-flaccid cock still wet with her juices. She would miss him too, or rather, his girth. “Don’t worry, you’ll find somewhere to put this in no time.” In that blissful refractory period, it was a callous thing to say but he knew she was right. They weren’t an item, this was a simple arrangement he agreed to. They fucked and that was it. No emotions, she didn’t want to get serious, it wasn’t the right time. They were eighteen, the age of majority and school was out. This was the long summer waiting for exam results. The outcome of them would change their lives; university, resits, work or a gap year. Cally had already accepted a place at University some miles away. Realistically, he knew this wouldn’t last much longer. “Right, I’m going to have a shower. Eva isn’t coming ...
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